Привид Опери

           ’"

           "Butwhydothesewallsobeyhimalone?Hedidnotbuildthem!"

           "Yes,sir,thatisjustwhathedid!"

           Raoullookedathiminamazement;butthePersianmadeasigntohimtobesilentandpointedtotheglass...Therewasasortofshiveringreflection.Theirimagewastroubledasinaripplingsheetofwaterandthenallbecamestationaryagain.

           "Yousee,sir,thatitisnotturning!Letustakeanotherroad!"

           "To-night,thereisnoother!"declaredthePersian,inasingularlymournfulvoice."Andnow,lookout!Andbereadytofire."

           Hehimselfraisedhispistoloppositetheglass.Raoulimitatedhismovement.Withhisfreearm,thePersiandrewtheyoungmantohischestand,suddenly,themirrorturned,inablindingdazeofcross-lights:itturnedlikeoneofthoserevolvingdoorswhichhavelatelybeenfixedtotheentrancesofmostrestaurants,itturned,carryingRaoulandthePersianwithitandsuddenlyhurlingthemfromthefulllightintothedeepestdarkness.